Song Yuzhang

Liao Tiandong came in and saw the two holding hands, he smiled and said: "Oh, how are you two brothers, why are you still holding hands?" He joked: "What a pair of Bi people."

Meng Tingjing has known Liao Tiandong for several years, and he is the pleasing to the eye today, and smiled at him, but when he was about to answer, Song Yuzhang pulled his hand from his palm, "Director Liao, come on, let's have a treat too. "

Song Yuzhang held hands with Liao Tiandong in the past, and Liao Tiandong imitated foreigners and gave Song Yuzhang a hand kiss, "Thank you, President Song, for your favor."

Liao Tiandong felt that he had the right and wrong today, and after letting go of Song Yuzhang's hand, he turned to Meng Tingjing. Just now, Meng Tingjing also smiled at him very kindly, "Boss Meng, let's have a good time too?"

Meng Tingjing gave him a long and cold face.

Liao Tiandong immediately sneered and pretended that he hadn't said anything, thinking that this bastard is moody, and he really didn't blame him when they turned their faces!

It was cold outside, so the three of them went inside.

Liao Tiandong remembered the situation when the four of them were at the racecourse in the last big gathering, so he couldn't help talking about mourning for Nie Xueping.

After hearing this, Meng Tingjing gritted his teeth, thinking that Liao Tiandong was an eyesore to the point of damnation.

He watched Song Yuzhang's reaction coldly. Although he was not distraught, he still looked indifferent.

Meng Tingjing hated Song Yuzhang's mourning for Nie Xueping, but at the same time felt a little relieved.

For a person who died for himself, no one should forget him so easily.

No matter how hard-hearted Song Yuzhang is, he will still be touched in the end.

Not long after, Nie Yinbing finally came.

As soon as his figure appeared, Liao Tiandong stood up involuntarily.

Nie Yinbing is so different from Nie Xueping!

If Nie Xueping is the wind of spring, making people feel warm and comfortable, Nie Yinbing is just the opposite. He seems to be born with an unfriendly aura. As soon as he entered the room, Liao Tiandong felt that the surroundings became colder for three days. point.

At the end, Nie Yinbing did not apologize, because he was not late, and even if he was late, he would not apologize - he was already late and wasted time, wouldn't it be a waste of time to apologize back and forth?

So Nie Yinbing, in Liao Tiandong's eyes, went his own way and said unreasonably: "Let's have a feast."

They didn't say hello when they met, and just called the host directly to open the banquet. Liao Tiandong's eyes darkened, not because he was angry, but because he felt that he lost a partner like Nie Xueping, and replaced him with Nie Yinbing, which was not good news for him. .

"Oh, since Second Master Nie is here, let's call the kitchen to serve."

Liao Tiandong was well-mannered, calm about the offended behavior, and tried to bring the scene back to pleasantries with a pleasant face, "Second Master Nie, you are busy at the mine, have you been late?"

Nie Yinbing glanced at him, Liao Tiandong held his breath and waited for his reply - no reply, Nie Yinbing turned to ask the servant restaurant beside him where to go.

Liao Tiandong almost didn't come up with that breath.

In the past, it could be said that Meng Tingjing was the only one who was difficult to serve at dinner parties, three-on-one, and the scene was quite harmonious. Now Meng Tingjing and Nie Yinbing both need to be served. When Liao Tiandong sat down, his forehead began to sweat. After middle age, with thinning hair and shiny forehead, it is especially glaring when sweating. He took out a handkerchief and quickly wiped the sweat, "It's quite hot in this room."

The words fell to the ground, but no one answered, Liao Tiandong picked them up before the words fell to the ground, "It's really hot, hot." The picking was so incompetent that Liao Tiandong's face turned green.

The banquet unfolded in an unprecedented silence, and the performance of the Guangdong masters was as usual, prolonging the silent dinner to an unbearable level.

Xiao Fengxian was not invited, so there was no one who was going to have a hot scene. The scene was as cold as ice, and Liao Tiandong couldn't bear it any longer. He wished he could stand up and perform a hot scene for everyone. Not bad.

For various reasons, Liao Tiandong did not participate in the banquet for the death of the three giants in Haizhou. Now facing the three of them, during this long and quiet banquet, he felt that he had finally eaten three times in one sitting. , I'm almost exhausted.

Finally, when the banquet was over, Liao Tiandong immediately asked to move his position. He couldn't stand being silent here, so he moved to the sofa in front of the fireplace. At least he could hear the sound of sparks here.

"Today's gathering, I actually have some serious business to discuss with some of you." Liao Tiandong finally gave up his smooth talk in the officialdom, and decided to talk more happily today, so let's go straight. "I discussed it with President Song and decided Issue railway bonds through Soong Bank."

In the end, I don't know if he said this too happily, or what, as soon as he finished speaking, Nie Yinbing and Meng Tingjing didn't respond.

Liao Tiandong didn't want to wait on them after serving them all night, so he simply left the matter to Song Yuzhang, turned around and patted Song Yuzhang's shoulder, "Brother Song, you can tell them the rest, I still have something to do , let's go first."

Liao Tiandong fled away from this warm but icy little mansion.

Meng Tingjing glanced at Song Yuzhang, the target was Song Yuzhang's shoulder, Liao Tiandong didn't know what to do in his heart, let alone his hands, he didn't know if he had cracked the wound on Song Yuzhang's shoulder.

"I have been thinking about railway bonds for a long time. The construction of railways is a good thing that benefits the whole people. It should be taken from the people and used by the people. Therefore, I want to issue some railway bonds so that everyone can have more cash flow in their hands."

Meng Tingjing's thoughts jumped from Song Yuzhang's shoulder to the words "railway bond" in an instant, then he squinted his eyes and looked at Song Yuzhang coldly.

"President Song," Meng Ting said quietly, "It's a good idea."

Song Yuzhang wants to raise funds from the private sector through the bank. Doesn't it make it clear that he wants to weaken his control over the railway?

A trace of evil fire ignited in Meng Tingjing's heart.

He threatened Nie Yinbing like that in front of the Nie family's cemetery to tell Nie Yinbing not to focus all his attention on Song Yuzhang, because Nie Xueping's death was too embarrassing for Song Yuzhang, but Song Yuzhang turned around and gave him a slap in the face hand!

The evil fire was not strong, Meng Ting thought to himself that Nie Xueping had lost his life, and Song Yuzhang was right to help the Nie family, and it was kind and righteous - what a fart!Everyone is dead, but he is still alive, why doesn't Song Yuzhang think about him more? !

Meng Tingjing stood up directly, "Come here, I have something to say to you."

Song Yuzhang sat still, "Boss Meng, please, I have something to say to Nie...Yin Bing."

drink ice?It was really affectionate enough.

Meng Tingjing was very disappointed and very angry. He believed that Song Yuzhang's mind should be very clear about the intention of what he said at the time. Song Yuzhang knew it well and still chose to do this, even if he had to discuss it with him?

Meng Tingjing left and entered the inner room full of anger.

Now only Song Yuzhang and Nie Yinbing are left, and Song Yuzhang can start talking with him.

Now the Nie family is completely open to Song Yuzhang, Song Yuzhang comes and goes freely, and often goes to Nie's house to quietly visit Nie Bonian, but Nie Yinbing, he really hasn't met for many days.

Song Yuzhang said: "Drink ice, do you have to pay back the money you borrowed from Nie's family right away?"

Nie Yinbing was silent for a moment, then answered the wrong question: "Qingyun is checking the accounts."

Song Yuzhang immediately understood what he meant, "Then, is there room for change?"

"She's my sister."

Song Yuzhang understood again, knowing that there was no room for discussion with Nie Yinbing.

Nie Qingyun hated the Song family to the bone.

Nie Xueping saved him, Nie Qingyun might not do anything to him, but it is easy to make fun of Song's Bank.

As long as she is more ruthless and spreads the news of the bank's debts, the bank will be in a big crisis again.

Maybe she still has scruples, fearing that if the story between her elder brother and him spreads out, Nie Xueping will be embarrassed.

Song Yuzhang thought for a moment, then said, "Then I'll go find her myself."

Nie Yinbing's eyes fell on him. Song Yuzhang was dressed like a glamorous banker from beginning to end. His body was full of exquisite and expensive atmosphere. His temperament tended to be calm and even indifferent, which made him look like Zhao There is no similarity between Jianfang.

Zhao Jianfang is downcast, downhearted and happy, with a wild accent, like a wild bird with bright feathers that loves to show off, always shaking its head and tail, talking and laughing.

"She's home tonight."

"Okay, then you wait for me here, and I will come as I go."

Song Yuzhang stood up, but was stopped by Nie Yinbing again. He looked down at Nie Yinbing who was sitting on the sofa, and Nie Yinbing said, "Brother, you didn't come on the seventh day of the day before yesterday."

Song Yuzhang lowered his eyelashes, "I'm afraid Sister Qingyun will be unhappy."

Nie Yinbing stood up, he was slightly taller than Song Yuzhang, and when he looked down at Song Yuzhang instead, Song Yuzhang's forehead was white and clean, his eyelashes were drooping, he looked obedient and cute, finally there was a shadow of Zhao Jianfang.

Nie Yinbing didn't know what to say, he was always like this, language was not a tool of communication for him, but a huge stumbling block.

Nie Yinbing asked, "Does your shoulder hurt?"

Song Yuzhang was slightly taken aback, raised his hand and subconsciously touched his shoulder, "It's not painful."

"Watch out."

"Will do."

Song Yuzhang turned into the inner room. As soon as he walked in, he was hugged around the waist. Meng Tingjing held him in his arms like a bandit, "Hello, Song Yuzhang, others are chasing you and asking you for money, how do you return?" Wanting to help him trick me together, what kind of ecstasy soup did the two brothers of the Nie family give you? Could it be that Nie Xueping really made you so comfortable—"

After Meng Tingjing said it, it was obvious that he was a little unscrupulous. He was born with a superior arrogance in his bones. If he didn't restrain himself, he would often sincerely demean anyone from the inside out, even the one he liked.

Meng Tingjing herself realized it, but her face turned red with anger, and she didn't particularly want to bow her head.

Song Yuzhang helped Nie Yinbing to mess with him. Whenever he wanted to show some face, he couldn't do the despicable thing of asking others if their hands hurt after being slapped in the face.

Song Yuzhang was in his arms, very calm, to the point of comfort, "Ting Jing, you talk like this, it's very unpleasant."

"Why, Song Yuzhang, do you really think that if I like you, I will wag my tail at you?"

Song Yuzhang was silent for a while, without arguing with him, he said softly: "You clearly have good intentions for me, why do you need to be so sarcastic on purpose?"

After Meng Tingjing heard this, he felt a tingle in his heart. He let go of Song Yuzhang, turned Song Yuzhang to face him, and his tone softened a little, "You know I have good intentions for you, and you still treat me like this?"

"Business talks business," Song Yuzhang said, "Whether it's you or the Nie family, it's not good for me who alone controls the railway."

"Nonsense! How do you know I won't do you any favors?"

Meng Tingjing said without hesitation. After he finished speaking, both he and Song Yuzhang were stunned. When their eyes met, a strange and slightly embarrassing atmosphere spread. Meng Tingjing lowered his head to kiss Song Yuzhang. At that time, Song Yuzhang avoided him.

Meng Tingjing leaned her lips against the side of his face, her breathing was a little short, and she said in a low voice: "You know that I like you and are willing to give in for you, why don't you believe it? Do you want me to die for you? Do you believe it?"

Song Yuzhang closed his eyelashes forcefully, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Don't say such things."

Meng Tingjing lowered her voice, "He is dead, I am alive, and you are also alive. You will only have me without him every day in your future life. I don't need to fight with him. You don't want him long ago," Meng Tingjing relaxed He raised his hand and looked at Song Yuzhang, "You can issue the railway bonds, as much as you issue, I will buy as much as you want. I know you are plotting against me on purpose and forcing me to pay the money, but it doesn't matter. I plotted against you, and you plotted against it too." Me, let's go and see, one day, you will want me..." Meng Tingjing stared into Song Yuzhang's eyes, and said word by word: "Just me."